[Intro: Inspectah Deck]Yeah, back from the deadIt's the Rebel, I Soldier, I told yaI shall return, yeah[Inspectah Deck]Ya'll done fucked up, lettin' me live, something's got to giveI'm positive, you're gonna all pay homageBelieve me, I ain't lyin' down that easyAnd that thought applies for those who proud to see meThrough the distraction, I was wounded in actionAn act of betrayal, but I knew the assassinNow I pack a vengeance like Steven SeagalI'm back from the trenches to even the odds and...[Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck]You hear the rockets red glare? The bombs burstin' in air?Gave proof through the night, that I stood through the fightYeah, the Rebel's still here, what?[Inspectah Deck]Ya'll better rock ya'll hoodiesAnd hold your girl tight, before we pop that pussyIt be so real, I don't need no dealMy mass appeal make a marvel out how he so illYa'll time is up, try your luck, ya'll wind upFucked up, before you even recognize I struckRoll with the live dozen, got all eyes buzzin'With strong rhymes cousin, been a long time comin'Break your weak links, in the chain, fuck your mink, and your reignSon is lame, plus he thinks it's a gameBut, we about to apply the heat (the heat)And snatch him up out the driver's seatI put my life on it, post up like who want itBlast off with the force to send ya'll in orbitWild like whitey's in the mosh pit, yeah we gon' start shitPack 'em down, then corner the market[Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck]To all my real M.C.'s, the ones without a deal M.C.'sThe ones who kick the real life musicLet's link, them niggas can't move no more units[Inspectah Deck]For life I'll be underground, their first thoughtWas yo, "How did he survive with no commercial support?"Damn right, I miss the corporate politics and tricksWhere the SoundScan is rigged and contracts are fixedI sit in the pit where the grime existLegendary, they still lovin' my rhymes from 9-6Now I'm back, that's my word as I reveal this shitBy choice or by force, ya'll gonna feel this shit, ya hear?[Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck]Yo, this is all out war, I'm callin' on all outlawsSon, they new to the art, ain't true to the heartWho's down for the cause, huh?